I know anthologies don’t sell all that well, but the true genius of my short story collection is that they all tell one unified story: the story of the ocean. Yes, the ocean is the main character, albeit one that doesn’t speak, and no one treats it like a character. But that’s the true genius. …
Today I wandered from the path of life, mainly because some upstart had the audacity to steal my favourite ukulele spot down by the docks. I like to sit there when the weather is fair, drinking in the sounds of the sea, basking in the twilight zone between nature and industry, and serenading the waves …
OH. MY. BEACH. As in, ‘oh my, a beach!’ It’s really quite strange how Realsville just seems to have a whole lot of amenities that appear once and never show up again. Sometimes it’s surrounded by farming and grassland, like when Jenny hunted Lea into that cornfield on her wedding day so she could steal …